Olivia's pov:
"Well.... I was looking forward to meeting this Ivan I've heard so much about."
Her eyes are boring into me as I try to hold back my panic as I realise how fucking fucked I am right now.
Ivan glares at her, I'm taken aback slightly to see him... unsettled.
This was not part of Ivan's plan."A pleasure to meet you, Natalia. But if you'll excuse me, I have to go."
"So soon."
She tilts her head at him as if disappointed.
"Yes. I've got somewhere to be."
To my shock, Ivan turns on his heel and heads through the far door that leads to the kitchens.
Great. Now Ivan has left me alone to deal with this she - wolf.
"I knew it! I knew you were up to something, little Olivia."
She takes a few slow steps toward me.
"I knew you didn't love my Jack - that you are a greedy slut who is in this for something else -"
Something snaps in me.
As much as Natalia treats me like a bug she wants to grind under her shoe..... I'm just as much of a player in this game as she is.
After all, I'm the daughter of one Don and, the future Donna of the Sallow family.
Plus, I'm spending my nights in bed with the Don of the Sallow clan, who hired me to be his spy.And who the hell is she? Some puffed up maid of honour? She's not blood, after all. She's an employee.
"You're a fucking idiot, Natalia."
I suddenly interrupt, not letting her finish her long string of insults designed to strip me down.I stopped listening, after all, about twenty seconds ago.
I set my shoulders and glare at her.
"I'm back here on Kent's orders, performing the duties that he assigned to me, which you interrupted. If you don't like it, take it up with him."
I take two steps towards her. Her eyes widen slightly and she looks bewildered.
"And I recommend you to learn your place, Natalia..... I'm not a nobody that you can boss around."
I pause. As I step forward again and she takes a step back.
"I'm Olivia Alden, a mafia heiress. And you can be sure that you don't want me to talk to my father about your...... thoughts about me."
I grin, and Natalia, for the first time since I met her, fails to hide her dread at my words.
Satisfied. I shove past her, starting down the slim corridor back to the party.
I don't even look over my shoulder to see if she's following behind.As soon as I get back to the party, Jack finds me, coming swiftly to my side.
"Olivia! Are you alright? Where did you go?"
"Ivan. He wanted to tell me some stuff. Natalia interrupted, though, and spooked him off, so I didn't get much out of him."
"Really, Olivia? You want me to believe that you and Ivan were just talking? "
"Yes! You don't know how disgusted I feel every time I spend time with him. I just want to help your father by getting information from Ivan."
Jack sighs and nods, recognising that it's complicated.
He puts his arm around my waist and turns me back to the party."Let's just get through this, okay?"
"Yeah."
I say, slightly exhausted by the days events.I put on my best smile and let Jack pull me forward towards a group of people.
As we walk towards them, I narrow my eyes at Mila across the room, who smirks at me.
"If you leave me for anyone, just make sure it's not her."
"What?"
Jack sees the direction of my gaze and laughs, pulling me closer to his side.
"Seriously, Olivia? After everything, you're jealous because I danced with one girl?"
"I'm not jealous. I just... have a bad feeling about that one."
Jack sighs. He looks conflicted.
"I was actually going to ask you not to leave me alone with her again. I want you to act like a jealous girlfriend. She is harassing me and I feel disgusted every time she touches me."
I look at Jack. He really looks disgusted.
"You don't know how difficult it was to get rid of her after the song ended."
I glare at her and she winks at me. Making my blood boil.
That bitches eyes are telling me that she is going to try to take Jack away.
She doesn't seem to care that Jack doesn't want her. She will keep harassing him until she gets what she wants.I sigh, clenching my fists. I can see the despair on my friend's face.
"The things I do for you, Jack..... come here."
"What do you mean?"
As the girls smirk morphs into a wicked grin, basically saying 'I'm coming for him', I look away and grab onto Jack's collar.
I hug him, squeezing his ass as I smirk at Mila.
"Olivia!"
I smile as Mila's mouth falls open.
Jack goes still with shock at first and then he plays along, wrapping his arms around my waist and hugging me back.
"I didn't know your ass was this hard, Jack."
I whisper against his chest and Jack chuckles.I hope this hug spells out a clear message to that girl and leaves Jack alone.
When I pull away, Jack gives me a grateful smile.
"Thank you, Olivia. For being a friend."
Jack kisses the top of my forehead as Mila stomps her foot before turning around and running away.
Take that, bitch.
"Soo.... You like my ass?"
"Oh, stop!"
I playfully slap his chest.As I smile at my fiancé, I catch a look at Natalia standing behind us, her arms folded, watching me closely.
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We are all absolutely silent in the limousine on the way home.
Kent sits in the back corner of the car by the door, resting his forehead in his hand and staring down at his knees.
I can sense the tension emanating from him - a blend of anger, anxiety, and perhaps even a hint of resentment.
I hope we can have a chance to talk tonight....
Natalia is seated next to Kent, her thigh just accidentally, casually pressed against his in the close quarters of the car.
Bitch.
The limousine pulls up to the front of Kent's house.
We all get out of the limo and that's when Natalia tugs on Kent's sleeve, trying to get his attention.
"Kent, there's something you have to know."She looks at the floor, pretending that it makes her sad to be the bearer of bad news.
"What's wrong, Natalia?"
Alessi asks.She points her finger at me before announcing what happened today in front of everyone.
"Olivia is a traitor and a cheater! I caught her kissing with Ivan!"
Oh, honestly. This bitch. I'm going to kill her.
I watch as Kent's face goes dark with anger.
Fuck!
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My Forbidden Love
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